509 It's Over

"..." Lu Man glanced at the script in Han Zhuoli's hand, "If that's the case, we don't need to practice love scenes anymore."

Han Zhuoli: "..."

"Why don't we act this part." Lu Man took the script, flipped through a few pages, and found a scene, which was a mother and child.

Han Zhuoli: "..."

"Say it again?" Han Zhuoli raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes dangerously at her, "It's the opposite."

Dare to play mother and son with him?

"..." Lu Man shrank her neck timidly, "Just...just kidding..."

Han Zhuoli reached out and pulled her into his arms, pulled out the script in her hand, threw it casually, and lifted her up.

"You still want to play mother and son with me?" Han Zhuoli asked in a low voice.

This girl really dares to think!

"Don't dare, dare not!" Lu Man quickly shook her head.

Han Zhuoli sneered, "Mother and son, save it and play it with others. Here, there are only lovers and husbands and wives."

After finishing speaking, he clasped the back of Lu Mann's head with his palm, pressed her head down, raised his head slightly, and kissed her lips.

"Hmm!" Lu Man could only hug him tightly around his neck, and let Han Zhuoli carry her out of the gym.

Lu Mann was so nervous that she was afraid of being seen by Butler Xiao Wang and Aunt He.

Fortunately, I didn't meet them on the road.

"Hurry up!" Lu Man urged him fearfully.

Han Zhuoli smiled, "So impatient?"

Lu Mann: "..."

what!

"I'm afraid of being seen by Butler Xiao Wang and Aunt He." Lu Man said angrily.

It's still broad daylight, this man really is!

"They're not here." They had already cooperated and hid.

Han Zhuoli said as he carried Lu Man into the room.

Normally, Lu Man insisted on going home to accompany Xia Qingwei, so he couldn't get too close to her.

After finally dragging her out on the weekend, how could Han Zhuoli be willing to waste time?

Regardless of whether it was day or night, she threw Lu Mann onto the bed.

Lu Mann was thrown into a daze, and before he could react, Han Zhuoli pushed him over again.

Lu Man secretly complained in her heart, didn't this man want to help her with the scene?

Sure enough, you can't just trust a man's words casually!

Han Zhuoli had already unbuttoned her shirt one by one.

Lu Mann's shirt was loose, and only a few pieces were undone to reveal his shoulders.

The thin, white and tender shoulders had distinct bones, and there was a depression in the collarbone. Han Zhuoli thought, if he poured some red wine into it, it would definitely hold it.

His lips were dry, and he kissed her collarbone...

***

When Lu Mann was let off by Han Zhuoli, it was already dark, and Lu Mann's arms and legs were sore and uncomfortable, and she was lazy and didn't like to move.

She was about to fumble for the phone to check the time when Han Zhuoli stretched out his hand treacherously.

Lu Man pushed his hand away rudely and accused him, "Bird. Beast."

"..." Han Zhuoli protested, "I'm such a beast."

"From day to night, still not a beast?" Lu Man pointed out the window, "Look at how dark it is now."

Han Zhuoli curled his lips proudly, "It's only been two times, it seems that my stamina is quite good."

Lu Mann: "..."

Is that what she meant?

"Are you hungry?" Han Zhuoli asked.

Lu Man thought that this man finally realized his conscience, and nodded, "I'm hungry."

Han Zhuoli turned over suddenly and threw her down, "Hey, I'll feed you."

After speaking, people have already entered.

Lu Man was so angry that she kicked his calf, "I mean I'm hungry!"

He also said that he is not a bird. Beast!